Vol 13 Chapter 599: Ningdong Xuehai Life and Death Giant Wheel (8)

From many years ago, the stone stayed on the ridge. It is an unknown low ridge, unremarkable, and there are no scenic spots worthy of praise. The stone is just one of many stones. It has witnessed the rising sun, experienced the sacred fields, and withstood the changes of the four seasons. The Yellow River water is submerged from its body, and when the crowd comes around, the child who releases the cow occasionally rests on it. In the long time, it has not moved.
When the armor-piercing man towed it away from there, the snow had just descended from the sky, such as the snow that had fallen for many years before. It was dragged onto a flat surface with many stones, and when the snow would cover a layer on it, the people who dragged it started to knock on it with something, and it was knocked even more round. Some, then, piled up in countless other stones.
In front of it is a rough, wooden camp, further in front of it, and a huge high wall that extends towards both sides of the heavens and the earth.
The snow is long, the sun rises and falls, the stone is sometimes lively, sometimes deserted, people go back and forth, sometimes moving away from the companions next to it, sometimes stuffing more stones around it. Light and dark flow alternated, and the surrounding suddenly became more heated. The footsteps of people and horses shook the earth, and more instruments with wheels were pushed around. The restless temperament mixes the falling snow.
When the sky was dark and bright, the huge vibrations of the scorpion had shrouded everything, the vocals ran away, all kinds of rough, quirky sounds, and around it, a large number of stones were quickly removed, those The stone crossed the sky and disappeared. Finally, the footsteps rushed and picked it up. Place on a wooden board. They quickly rushed through the difficult snow, the road was bumpy, high and low. When someone rushed over, they jumped over the stone. Then there was a lot of running horses around, the wooden board hit the low-lying land, and the stone slammed down, and the man fell down beside it, but after a while, he climbed up and pushed it up again. board.
This little journey ended by a huge wooden instrument. When the board stopped, the two men lifted the stone and placed it in a hollow container. The stone sank, the sound of the winch sounded, and the shouts of people shouted.
After a short period of time, it flew up in the sky. The sky-filled snow flutters toward the endless distance. It collides with the snow and rushes through the cold wind. The horse-riding team runs under its body, and below it, there are fallen people, blood and flames. Hysterical yelling. The huge high wall in front was quickly enlarged, and the arrow with sharp arrows rushed from his opposite direction, in an instant journey. An arrow flies from the front, collides with it, and then bounces back without a trace.
The huge city tower, the words "New Jujube Gate" flashed past, the stone hit the giant wall, the stone debris splashed, and then it was a huge drop. It fell from the top of the high wall and slammed. It is also a splash of ice and water. The stone fell on the edge of the original moat and the wall. Its half broke into the ice and half was still outside.
On its left and right sides. More stones hit the wall and then fell. There are also snowflakes, arrows, and other things. When it was quietly there, the strange things always fell on it like raindrops, the arrow popped open, and the water falling from the high wall gradually formed into ice on it. Then it was opened by another fallen stone, the snow fell, and then the huge wood fell and slammed.
The turbulent and violent scene stopped as the darkness of the sky turned, the snow was still down, the walls were shining, the rear was also the radiant light, and water was washed down from the walls. When the sky is still not bright, when the surroundings are still silent, at a certain moment, the sound of the swaying sounds suddenly, the stone flies, the arrow flies, the fire approaches, the huge wooden building and the ladder are approaching, there is a ladder. It was placed above the stone position, and then the human body fell and fell to the side of the stone, the strange shape of flesh and blood, and then, the black viscous liquid.
The whistling sound swept over the light, the fire spread and the stone was drowned in the blazing fire, and then the burning people shouted and fell. Soon after, the ladder fell down...
The light of the sun rises to the east, sweeping over the huge high wall, it changes its position, and it falls, and countless lights and shadows are in conflict. In the journey of stone, everything around it is both short-lived and eternal. It is at the other end of the sacred field, and it is integrated with everything around it, whether it is experiencing huge explosions, divisions, or deformations, whether it is gas, water, hard gems or glittering pearls, no matter Part of it becomes a lush tree, or it becomes a life of flesh and blood. Whether it is flying or blending into the soil, everything is like a change of wind and dust, and this change is part of eternal.
It is quietly embedded in the melted ice that begins to condense, and the things that fall down are shaped over and over it. The cavalry ran, the arrows flew, the swords and guns intersected, the flesh and blood splashed, the snow danced, the flames burned... The corpse fell with a screaming sound, and the hard bones smashed and viscous on its body. The flesh and blood slowly slipped from the stone, and then continued to condense...
All of this is a part of eternal, but perhaps in a short period of time, they have different meanings for these short-formed objects called living things...
"Ah ah ah ah ah--"
The huge hysterical sound filled everything, the blood was in the eyes, the pain was so painful, the wooden frame was being pushed wildly in the flurry of the knife, the Jurchen was pushed back, and then hit the city, he didn't want to be pushed down. Stretched his hand and climbed it on the battlement. The knife knife cut off the hand and Xue Changgong kicked the man down the city!
"Others! Others!"
Facing the school uniform with half of his face covered with blood, Xue Changgong’s powerful squatting, he rushed to the side of the women’s wall, and looked out and looked outside. He stretched the wall for several miles, and the Jurchen was moving toward Here comes. The wooden buildings and ladders of the siege were all on the shelves. The moats at the gates were filled in, and the rushing soldiers were guarded by the shielded soldiers. Someone poured fire from the tower and pulled out a long fire dragon in the snow. The arrow is shooting down without a fate. Another wave of assault.
"There are only so many people! The other brothers are dead! Just now the Jurchen rushed up -"
"The night fork is not enough, it was cut off, and people are asked to lift it up! There is still oil, don't let go of the fire oil - don't look at the main entrance! Look at the third section, follow me! Jurchen wants to storm over there - —"
Outside the wall that stretches out, the Jurchen offensive is like a sea tide, and inside the city wall, the soldiers and the volunteers who guard the city are like crazy ants. Even the biggest power has been mobilized. The defense on the wall is sometimes not thick enough. The Jurchens launched a fierce attack on the entire northern wall, and its madness was enough to make the defenders of every wall feel terrified. However, the female generals are also using this raging offensive to test the weak points on the wall - more aptly, to actively create weak points, trying to break the defense of the entire wall with the soldiers' amazing fighting consciousness.
In the fierce attack, the Jurchen's horse team also ran fast under the city, with high-density arrows rushing to suppress the wall. Once the defense on a certain wall is a little exhausted, the power of the siege will come madly here, once the Jurchen soldier rushes to the city. The torn open mouth will immediately bring amazing casualties, in the three-day siege, such a record. The Jurchen has been done four times.
At noon on November 23, more than 50 Jurchen soldiers successfully climbed onto the wall. They killed the surrounding defenders, along with the people who helped defend the city, and killed more than 50 people. In the short time of the death and recapture of the city wall, more than 500 soldiers and people sacrificed. A large part of them was directly killed by the Jurchen soldiers and fell from the inside of the city wall to death.
And in the afternoon of the 22nd day. When the Jurchen first boarded the wall, it defeated the three efforts of the Wu Dynasty soldiers trying to regain the wall with a strong force. At that time they held the wall and a large number of Jurchens were coming up. The recapture of the soldiers of the Wu Dynasty became an oil-adding tactic. Later, it was a kind of teacher-in-law who came to the Shengong camp to cover the city with arrows, and then piled over the ends of the city wall with more than three thousand elites, and eventually the Jurchen was temporarily repulsed. This wave of death and injury was 1,500 people. At the time, the Jurchen and the Wushou keeper had not yet adapted to the rhythm of this high intensity. However, the keenness of the Jurchen’s fighting consciousness was amazing. Of course, in the subsequent battles, The intermediate generals of the Wu Dynasty, such as Xue Changgong, have finally been able to adapt to such a battle.
The flying stones and arrows occasionally cross the city wall and break into the piles of people inside the wall. In the women’s siege equipment, there are not many stones that can be thrown over. Even if they can do it, they often venture into the bow. In the range of the range. But almost every time it can cause casualties. Compared with the one who is a siege, a Jurchen who can lay a ladder anywhere outside the city, the Wu Dynasty people are the defenders, and the corridors of the upper and lower walls are often fixed. When the battle strength on the wall is too high, the defending equipment needs to be replenished at any time, which leads to a crowd of people on the corridor, and they often become victims of the flow or the stone.
But in addition to the subconscious avoidance on the spot or looking for a piece of wood, there is no other way to evacuate, because once their work stops, the defense on the wall will be in jeopardy.
In fact, the Jerky man’s crazy offensive and amazing combat power are already taking away part of the defending spirit. This kind of deliberation is not a commander to escape. It just makes people really realize that this army is powerful. The amazing warfare makes it possible for the Jurchens to break through the city and press them back. The life of Wu, the soldiers of Wu Dynasty is not a subconscious escape, but when they greet, they feel subconsciously: not beaten.
At this time, the Wushou defending city army was the most elite banned army of the Wu Dynasty. The training and food in the weekdays were sufficient. They did not escape – it was useless to escape – but it was. Faced with the opening team, the gap in subjective initiative is almost irreparable. In the past three days, on this city defense line, the defensive string has been stretched to death, people are rushing. I can't help but cope with everything. The feeling of city defense seems to be embarrassing at any time.
But after all, there is no flaw.
Rolling ochre was dropped from the wall like a raindrop. Fire oil, hot water, and arrows were mixed. The stretched wall was covered with a night knife with a sharp knife or barb and a long fork. The soldiers were occasionally shot in the stream and fell in a pool of blood, while the people who came up to send things occasionally took the fork and shouted and waved. Trying to stop the Jurchens coming up from the ladder, the raging and raging shouts and fighting sounds are mixed in the snow and the whole city wall.
A large number of wounded people were carried down. Sent to the wounded battalion. The weather was too cold, and the wounded two days earlier fell due to physical resistance. Rapidly infected with the cold, the infirm are dying anytime and anywhere, and all the doctors in the city have been mobilized. Master Li is helping out. She has not rested all day and night. Her clothes are messy and her hair is messed up. Her face is covered with blood on her forehead and her face is covered with ash. In the wounded battalion surrounded by countless wounded people, it is only mechanically helping to do things.
This sudden and violent scene has made her a little embarrassed, coupled with the busyness of the past few days, and the companion, making it difficult for her to think about the things at hand, only to do things endlessly. Response - Hou Jing once told her about the casualties of the Jurchen attack, but in such a situation, perhaps Hou Jing is a bit embarrassed.
In just three days, under the storm of the Jurchen. Perhaps the entire city of Liangliang has been paralyzed.
The fear of war has swept through.
Twenty miles northwest of Camel Hill. More than 40,000 Chang Shengjun led by Guo Yaoshi, Zhang Linghui and Liu Yuren have left the Jurchen Camp.
Zongwang should attack the shackles and at the same time further train the Jurchens to continue to improve their siege strength when they were destroyed in Liao, and did not think about the possibility of failure. In this big battle, he did not let Guo’s army participate in it. Of course, there are reasons for self-confidence. On the other hand, this way. The female real East Road Army has never fought with the real unfolding of the rebel army.
In the process of going south. There are no enemies who need to merge their two armies to defeat, and on the other hand. Most importantly, once on the battlefield with Guo Pharmacist, a large part of the outcome of the battle was handed over to Guo Yao.
Although Zongwang has already surrendered the Changsheng Army, there is still no process of "domesticization" for this army. Assuming that both sides attacked the squadron together, Guo Pharmac's contribution, the city is certainly no doubt, but if at the most critical moment, he battles the world, even if he is the strongest Jurchen army, he is afraid to die.
Wu Dynasty Confucian students like all kinds of intrigues and tricks. Who knows if Guo Yaoshi is playing with bitterness, waiting for the most critical moment to give himself a knife.
If the Wu Dynasty people really played this hazy idea, let their army chiefs drive straight in, until the squatting of the city, and then a blow, but it was as written in the letter, no one can suppress the sticky.
For this reason, Zongwang will not let the Changsheng Army enter the siege of the siege. Guo Pharmacist also understood this point. When Zongwang arranged the task for him, he quickly launched an investigation. Which martial art team is going to decide the Yellow River. Later, I found that the most likely one is the Western troops that are now led by the division.
Of course, this conclusion is a bit reckless, but it doesn't matter. Zongwang has already begun to attack the scorpion. He does not want to wait until everything is fully implemented. Maybe when the time comes, the Liangliang is falling. On the other hand, he has invested in the Jurchen, but he can't get more credit at the moment. Before Zongwang captured the shackles, he felt that he must have a record. Next, the Western Army is the best record - the other guys are soft persimmons. If he is still in the Wu Dynasty, defeating such an army, you can use it to invite merits, but now in Jinguo, you can just praise it. The apprentice laughed.
Because of this kind of consideration, when the message from the outside world said that it was the Western Army at this time, he immediately believed it, and pulled out the camp to go to the West Army's current station to touch the past - too lazy to stay in the military camp to have a meal.
Outside the city of Liangliang, farther away from the Jurchen military camp, Ning Yi rode on the horse, holding a telescope, watching the amazing siege scene, the red is on his side, Qin Shaoqian on the other side, in addition to Han Jing and several others.
After putting down the telescope, Ning Yi swallowed a slobber: "How long does it take to fight?"
No one answered. After a while, Qin Shaoqian said: "...I don't know." The voice is so low that there is no confidence.
Seeing no one talking, Han Jing stretched his finger and pointed to the beam: "Where the siege warfare, if you can't do it, there is also a strong attack on the side, and the sound of the East strikes the West. The Jurchen's offensive is so intense that it concentrates on one side. If it is not attacked for a long time, I will Guessing the singer will inevitably split the rest of the city gates. If you can expect the enemy to take the opportunity, you might be able to hit them by surprise and eat a bit."
Ning Yi wrinkled his frown, and Yue Fei, who is not far away, has nothing too high in these people, but these days have already become familiar. At this time, "The general of Han said that it makes sense. However, the Jurchen here is the ancestors." Elite, even if one-on-one, surprise attack, I am afraid that I can not take too much cheap, not to mention the echo on the battlefield is also fast, the soldiers under the sect of the squad are dismissed as a horse, I am afraid that I will not sit down and wait for me. Escape. Don't miss it."
Han Jingdao: "The Yue brothers reminded me."
"However, there are at least 12,000 people in the Camel Camp, although there are many infantry and artisans, but with my number, it is still difficult to get started." Someone was on the side.
"No matter what, I can't drag on." Ning Yi and Qin Shaoqian, Hong Ti and others looked at each other. "Go back first, make a decision tonight... Ready to do it!"
The group returned and returned. The direction of the trip was not Xia Cun, but an abandoned village on the Liang Xueyuan. There are a total of 4,300 people. At this time, they have been out of Xia Cun and are stationed here.
Among the teams brought by Lu Liangshan, there are nearly 2,000 people in total. Among them, the heavy cavalry ~EbookFREE.me~ which has been smashed out, has a total of one hundred and sixty-four rides, and the rest are light rides. In the Wurui camp, the original Qin Shaoqian Toning Yi trained thousands of soldiers in Dulonggang, but after the defeat at the end of September, there are only less than 500 left. The more than two thousand cavalry that Wurui Camp had originally pulled up, it was very bad. Now, Qin Shaoqian has less than 500 rides left, and the remaining veterans are the number of places here today. The cavalry was two thousand five and the infantry was one thousand eight.
As for the Xia Cun left, there are still more than 15,000 people in total. Of these, there are some elite, bamboo management personnel or martial arts masters who are used to suppress the battle. After being incited for more than a month, they can only be left in Xia Cun to cope with the defensive wars in the future. They will be pulled out and confronted with Jurchens, basically seeking death.
The wind and snow kept going, falling in the cold villages and towns, Ning Yi and others discussed the situation, calculated the battle situation, and sometimes argued for a while. The Jurchen is too strong, and to what extent this force can be used on hand, no one can. However, there is no time left, and this night, they must make a decision.
The smashing, white-hot battle is still going on...
Finishing Yan Zongwang, it is necessary to settle all of this within a few days... (To be continued)
Ps: Well, the prelude to the war, really unfolded.